Tax Free

Front rooms, back rooms
Slide into tables, crowd into bathrooms
Joke around, cheap talk
Deep talk, talk, talk, talk around the clock
Crawl home, lie down
Teeth chatter, heart pounds
I don't feel so good, I don't feel so good
Push a button to escape

Preacher on the tube crying "Lord, there's evil in this land"
Rock and roll music!
"Cast down these dope-fiends and their noisy bands"
Damn their souls!

Preacher preaching love like vengeance
Preaching love like hate
Calling for large donations
Promising estates
Rolling lawns and angel bands
Behind the pearly gates
You know he will have his in this life
But yours will have to wait

He's immaculately tax free
Multiple hundreds of thousands of
Tax free
Hundreds of millions of dollars
Tax free
A hundred billion dollars!
And who is paying the price?
Who, who
Your children are

Pissed off, jacked up
Scream into the mic, spit into the loving cup
Strut like a rooster, march like a man
God's hired hands and the devil bands packing the same grandstands
Different clothes (pot in their pockets!), different hair (sexually active!)
Raise a screaming guitar or a bible in the air
Theatre of anguish, theatre of glory
God's hired hands and the devil bands

Oh come let us adore me
Lord, there's danger in this land
You get witch hunts and wars
When church and state hold hands
(Fuck it!)

Tonight I'm going dancing
With the drag queens and the punks
Big beat deliver me
From this sanctimonious skunk
We're no flaming angels
And he's not Heaven-sent
How can he speak for the Prince of Peace
When he's hawk-right militant?

And he's immaculately tax free
Our nation has lost its guts!
Save me
Our nation has lost its strength
Tax free
Our nation has whimpered and cried
Save me
And petted the Castros
Tax free

The Khomeinis' and the Kaddafis'
Save me
For so long
Tax free
That we don't know how to act like a man
Save me
I think that we should turn the United States Marines
Loose on that little island south of Florida and
Stop that problem!
I am preachin' love, I am!